Chapter 60: Leng Qing Qiu is Unhappy
After Zhu Qing left, the nurse who had been waiting at the door also quickly left.
Lu Zhiyin and Leng Qing Qiu were the only two left in the ward. However, after being disturbed, Leng Qing Qiu had lost the mood to continue what they had started.
She sat by the bed and looked at the milk and biscuits on the bedside table.
“You seem to have quite a few friends?”
First, Long Qinxin had visited once, and today Zhu Qing also came to see her. To be honest, Leng Qing Qiu didn’t understand why Lu Zhiyin was so popular.
she remembered Lu Zhiyin being the one ostracized at school?
The term Lu Zhiyin used for Zhu Qing flashed in her mind.
*Senior*… She called her quite intimately.
For some reason, a slight sourness welled up in her heart. She had said she would always stay with her, yet she had ignored her all afternoon.
It was impossible to say she wasn’t displeased…
“…Ah… not really, Zhu Qing… she’s not exactly a friend.”
Shaking her head, Lu Zhiyin gripped the bedsheet beneath her.
“I’ve only met her twice, and today is the third time.”
She shifted her body, moving closer to Leng Qing Qiu.
She wasn’t sure what Leng Qing Qiu was thinking, but she could tell from her tone that she was unhappy.
Lu Zhiyin grabbed the hem of Leng Qing Qiu’s clothes.
“…Oh.”
Nodding almost imperceptibly, Leng Qing Qiu patted the hand Lu Zhiyin had placed on her clothes and stood up.
She took out a box of milk that she had bought for Lu Zhiyin and drank it, pacing back and forth in front of the hospital bed, stroking her own restless heart.
What was wrong with her? Why did her heart feel a bit bitter? Was she jealous? Jealous of whom? Why would she be jealous?
Lu Zhiyin said she had only met Zhu Qing a few times, but Leng Qing Qiu felt that Lu Zhiyin probably cared more about Zhu Qing than herself?
She could see the difference in emotion from her eyes. Towards herself, it was disgust and forbearance. As for Zhu Qing… she didn’t know what she was thinking, but it certainly wasn’t bad.
Let alone Zhu Qing, perhaps even ordinary netizens were more likable than her?
Leng Qing Qiu’s eyes were not blind. She had seen Lu Zhiyin’s state when she played games before and knew that Lu Zhiyin often played with another person on the same team for a long time. When she had suggested playing together, she had clearly seen Lu Zhiyin’s surprise and confusion.
She didn’t want to spend time with her, neither in reality nor online.
But none of that mattered. Lu Zhiyin had said she would always stay with her, and it was her gentle words that had entered her heart, seeing through her fear of loneliness.
Leng Qing Qiu would not let go.
Even if she was disliked, she would keep Lu Zhiyin by her side, by any means necessary.
Her eyes darkened, and Leng Qing Qiu sat back on the stool. She crushed the empty milk carton and accurately threw it into the trash can.
“Leng Qing Qiu.”
Lu Zhiyin grabbed her clothes again.
Closing her eyes, Lu Zhiyin pulled Leng Qing Qiu towards her.
Lu Zhiyin thought that the reason Leng Qing Qiu was unhappy was simply because she had been neglected all afternoon and their kiss had been interrupted.
Even though it was disgusting, there was still a way to salvage it, wasn’t there?
“What is it?”
Leaning closer, Leng Qing Qiu lowered her gaze to Lu Zhiyin, her eyes neither happy nor sad.
The familiar gaze slightly stimulated Lu Zhiyin’s spirit, but she quickly regained her composure.
“…Nothing.”
Shaking her head, Lu Zhiyin still held onto Leng Qing Qiu’s clothes.
“By the way, do you want to continue what we were doing just now?”
Was it difficult for Lu Zhiyin to initiate such a suggestive conversation by holding onto Leng Qing Qiu’s clothes?
“Do you want to continue?”
Leng Qing Qiu gave an ambiguous reply, as if everything depended on Lu Zhiyin.
“…”
Without a word, Lu Zhiyin pursed her lips.
She released her grip on Leng Qing Qiu’s clothes.
Leng Qing Qiu’s eyes darkened further, and she felt a pang of disappointment.
However, before Leng Qing Qiu could move away from the bedside, Lu Zhiyin raised her hand and grabbed Leng Qing Qiu’s collar.
“…Too tall.”
This meant that Leng Qing Qiu was standing too tall for her to reach.
Slightly dazed, Leng Qing Qiu followed Lu Zhiyin’s pull and leaned down.
The girl’s face drew near, and Leng Qing Qiu held her breath as she looked at Lu Zhiyin’s slightly hesitant red eyes.
Even though it wasn’t their first kiss, Leng Qing Qiu was inexplicably nervous, as if this kiss symbolized something.
The distance grew closer, close enough for Leng Qing Qiu to hear Lu Zhiyin’s breathing, close enough to see the fine fuzz on the girl’s face.
Her nostrils were filled with the subtle fragrance of the girl, and the warm breath on her face tickled her.
Lu Zhiyin closed her eyes and placed her lips on Leng Qing Qiu’s lips.
“…”
Leng Qing Qiu did not close her eyes. She watched Lu Zhiyin’s slightly furrowed brow, and her hands went behind Lu Zhiyin to embrace her.
Lu Zhiyin did not like her, and that fact had not changed. Leng Qing Qiu didn’t think it ever would.
Their lips separated quickly. Lu Zhiyin wouldn’t do anything more extreme, partly because she wouldn’t, and partly because she didn’t want to.
The girl’s kiss was like a dragonfly touching the water, a brief tasting, leaving Leng Qing Qiu feeling somewhat unsatisfied.
She put one arm around Lu Zhiyin’s waist and cupped the back of Lu Zhiyin’s head with the other hand.
“This is enough, isn’t it…”
Just as she wanted to continue, Lu Zhiyin’s resistant voice came, and at the same time, Lu Zhiyin gently patted Leng Qing Qiu’s back.
“…Mm.”
Reluctantly, Leng Qing Qiu released Lu Zhiyin and sat back properly on her stool.
“Hey… Leng Qing Qiu, if you feel unhappy, please tell me directly. You can do anything as long as you are happy, you don’t need to consider my feelings.”
Wiping her lips, Lu Zhiyin looked at Leng Qing Qiu. Her eyes were still as dark and unreadable as ever.
“…Mm.”
This was not the first time Lu Zhiyin had said this. Leng Qing Qiu knew it was a lie to appease her.
Not everything was permissible.
Her mood was still not great, and Leng Qing Qiu wanted to know how far she could go.
“You’re lying to me, aren’t you?”
Touching her fingers, Leng Qing Qiu’s voice was calm.
“…”
Lu Zhiyin was taken aback. She hadn’t expected Leng Qing Qiu to say that.
“No.”
She shook her head, refuting Leng Qing Qiu’s words.
She couldn’t admit that she was deceiving the person in front of her.
“You’re lying to me about everything.”
Saying this with a tone of certainty, Leng Qing Qiu pushed Lu Zhiyin down.
“I want to know how far I can go.”
She propped one hand on the side of Lu Zhiyin’s face and the other caressed Lu Zhiyin’s lips.
Leaning down, Leng Qing Qiu pushed open the collar of Lu Zhiyin’s hospital gown and looked at the girl’s smooth shoulders.
Lu Zhiyin didn’t react much, just furrowed her brows slightly.
So, Leng Qing Qiu leaned down and gently bit Lu Zhiyin’s shoulder.
She gradually increased the pressure, her hand moving slowly.
Lu Zhiyin didn’t resist, only wrapped one arm around Leng Qing Qiu’s neck.
Honestly, due to the painkillers, she didn’t feel much pain. What bothered her was the slight pleasure stemming from her skin being touched by Leng Qing Qiu’s cold hand.
Lu Zhiyin pursed her lips and remained silent.
“…”
Leng Qing Qiu watched Lu Zhiyin carefully, her hand moving downwards.
Her neck, collarbone, the softness of her chest, and her flat abdomen. Lu Zhiyin’s cheeks flushed slightly at her actions, but she showed no signs of resistance.
Until she reached the valley.
“…No.”
Pushing Leng Qing Qiu’s shoulder with her hand, Lu Zhiyin shook her head.
The pressure on her shoulder and the taste of blood in her mouth made Leng Qing Qiu momentarily dazed. She quickly withdrew her hands.
She had a general understanding of Lu Zhiyin’s boundaries. That was enough.
“You don’t like me, I understand that, and it’s understandable. But you said you would always stay with me. Zhiyin, don’t go back on your word.”
Her brows softened again, and Leng Qing Qiu stood up.
She wiped the bloodstain on Lu Zhiyin’s shoulder with a tissue and turned to leave the ward.
Outside the ward, Leng Qing Qiu clenched her fist.
An untouchable boundary… If she insisted on touching it, what then?
